(A/n): Just some scenarios of the GOM with their child. There will be spelling mistakes and grammar mistakes on purpose as most kids at the age of 4-5 speaks gibberish.
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Midorima:
"Daddy! Stap running around, stay spill!" (daughters/name) shouted as she chased Midorima around the house.
"I would stop fast walking if you're not chasing me, nanodayo!" He shouted back as he pushed up his glasses.
"Nanadayo, nanadayo! But you have my usa-chan! Daddy, wat are you doing with her! Giver her back!" (d/n) wobbly ran behind Midorima.
"It's my lucky item, nanodayo! Just for one day!"
(D/n) slowed down and pouted.
"Just for one dway, nanadayo?" She asked. Seeing that she stopped running, Midorima started walking at normal pace and returned back to his daughter. (F/n) is going to kill me, nanodayo... kids learn fast... Midorima thought.
"Yes, my angel, just for today..." Midorima replied and scooped (d/n) into his arms. (D/n) cuddled into daddy's arms with a grin.
Aomine:
"Papa, wat are those girlies wearing in tat book? They all look boo boo...I say mommy iz the prettiest!" (s/n) exclaimed as he peeked over Aomine's shoulder. Startled, Aomine quickly shut his precious magazine and started thinking of how he was going to explain it to him.
"Well, you see (s/n), papa is looking for a new bikini for your mother, that's why I'm looking through these magazines. It's gonna be for her birthday coming up." He lied flawlessly, while imagining you in a bikini, he blushed red and smirked.
"But mommy's birthday isn't until Ockatober...next year..." He replied quietly, Aomine cussed mentally and thought of a possible save.
"I-It's gonna be an early birthday present. Now run along and play with your cars. I bet they need their daily drive, or otherwise they'll get rusty."
(S/n) nodded his head in agreement but he suddenly thought of something.
"Ja~ papa! Let me chose mommy a swimsuit as well!" He happily replied as he made his way to his father's lap.
"N-n-no! (S/n)! Uhh... you can't-" But Aomine got interrupted by a yell downstairs.
"I'm home!" Aomine heard your voice and (s/n) came running out of the room giggling. Probably telling her all about what just happened.
"Shit..." Aomine swore. It only takes 5 seconds for (s/n) to explain things. Every single time without fail. So Aomine waited for his end.
5...4...3...2...1...
"AOMINE DAIKI! Get your butt down here right now! Then we'll discuss about my supposedly 'early birthday present'!" Aomine cringed at how you sang the words with your sweet voice. It always amazed Aomine how (y/n) was able to always scold him without swearing or sounding angry when (s/n) was around.
In fact, (s/n) will always giggle at his father's dorkiness as his mother scolds him.
Aomine sighed, and stumbled to the staircase. He caught a glimpse of you with a charming, yet creeping smile.
He was in for a hell of a lecture, and a fun one at that.
Kise:
"Daddy! You look so preety, you flower boy!" (d/n) exclaimed with a big grin. Kise looked down at his daughter. She was the split image of him. While the other twin (s/n) looked like his mother. Kise crouched down to their level and asked them if he should buy the expensive white polo shirt (Gosh wouldn't he look hot with it drenched in water...//daydreaming). They all nodded eagerly and so he did.
"Daddy, Daddy! Can we have some ice-cream?" Both of them screamed while pointing at the ice-cream shop. Kise couldn't help but obey because of their adorable puppy eyes.
"One rainbow icecream in a cone with sprinkles and a chocolate wafer. And another cookies and cream in a cone with chocolate wafer as well." He ordered. The man nodded and smiled to Kise's children.
Soon, both of them were happily licking their ice-cream.
"Daddy! You wanna taste? It's good taste!" (S/n) offered his. Kise grinned and bit off a small portion of the soft ice-cream.
"Wow! the ice-cream is delicious!" He exclaimed, with his perfectly golden orbs wide for emphasis.
"No fair! No fair! Daddy try mine as well! Mine more deliciouser!" (D/n) pouted. Kise did the same, and at that moment, loud whispers could be heard.
"Is that Kise Ryota, the model? He's married? His kids are adorable! I wonder what his wife looks like, probably like his son...he looks so happy." One the spectators whispered to her friend. But it was loud enough for the surrounding people to hear and soon, a crowd formed.
Maybe it was a good idea for Kise to wear some sort of disguise. But he wanted to spend quality time with his kids without hiding his identity and being all self-conscious of everything around him, and that was why, today, Kise looks like himself. Perfect in all angles. (From his eyes with perfect eyeliner, to his blond hair, to his perfect face, to that hot ear piercing, to that gorgeous hot body...//faints)
The girl was right. Kise was happy. Happy to meet have met you, marry you, and spend all eternity with you. Even after death. Even in another life. He will always find a way to be by your side again.
Gazing down at his children, they had already finished their ice-cream. Smiling, he easily picked the two up. Carrying one in each arm, he smiled and walked away with the bubbly twins in his protective arms.
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(A/n): This is only part 1 as I can't think of anything for Murasakibara, Akashi or Kuroko for the past days. So I'll be posting them separately.
Until next time!
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